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In which my life has been consumed by television


I’ve always been the sort to watch movies more than television.  I’d see people get passionate about a television show, and save for a few notable exceptions, I just didn’t get it.  I did get into “LOST” big time, that’s true.  But generally?  I’m not a TV person.

Here’s the part where I eat my words.

“Doctor Who” was just the start, turns out.  Actually, no, that’s not even true. Cuz for whatever reason I started with “Torchwood” which is completely the wrong way to do it.  But I had my reasons at the time, even if they’re stupid reasons now in hindsight.  And anyhow, the WHY isn’t important.  I started “Torchwood” and then realised I was going to have to watch “Doctor Who”.  That sucked me down quite the rabbit hole and I didn’t expect to ever get out of it.

But then Moffat.  He took over the show long before I even started watching but his influence has just spread like cancer and just… I still love the show I started watching. I just can’t abide by what Moffat has done so there’s like enormous chunks of this show that I utterly despise and do you know how weird and awful it is to actively HATE parts of the same show that you also actively ADORE parts of?  Good lord.

So I wanted to drown my sorrows in another show, if just to distract myself from how much I hate Moffat.  Some “friends” suggested I try “Arrow”.  I put that in quotes because if they’re truly my friends, why would they want to ruin my life this way?  “Arrow” completely sucked me in.  It’s got all the things I love: tortured hero type with a god-complex and a self-loathing streak a mile wide, a completely adorable and fantastic heroine (who will no doubt make the hero better just by loving him shut up let my have my dream), snappy dialogue, awesome friendships, stunning action sequences, elaborate stunts and compelling story arcs.  HOT DAMN.  I’m so in.

But now the dam has been breached.  “Arrow” went on winter hiatus in mid-December, leaving me with 5 weeks until its return and I wanted something else to focus on in the interim.  I’ve been wanting to watch a show called “Supernatural” that’s currently in its NINTH SEASON and I thought, well, that’d keep me busy.  I didn’t count on getting the flu for two weeks straight at the time, nor did I count on “Supernatural” being the worlds easiest show to binge-watch.  I’m a little ashamed that I caught up on the last episode before winter hiatus HOURS before the next new episode aired.  That means I watched 8+ seasons in five weeks, people.


So now I’m watching “Supernatural” and “Arrow”.  Should be enough, right?  NOPE.  I need more.  So now I’m starting “Suits” and “The Originals”.

I think this is enough for now.  Don’t you?  I mean, I want to have some semblance of a life, right?  But I do have plans to watch and catch up on both “Sleepy Hollow” and “Reign” in the fall when their first seasons are finally loaded onto Netflix.  I mean, I can only *completely legally* download so many shows, right?

This is, of course, in addition to already watching shows as they air, like “Once Upon a Time” and “The Walking Dead” and “Game of Thrones” and “Downton Abbey”.

Good grief, what has my life become?  I blame Tumblr.

If you’re confused, you haven’t been paying attention

Every week, on Wednesday morning, there’s a crowd of grumblings from the masses about how “Lost” doesn’t ever answer any questions and always leaves them feeling more confused.  This has long been the rallying cry of certain “Lost” viewers.  I think they’ve just gotten so used to saying it after all these years, that they use it as a default reply after each new episode.

If anything, so far this season I have been less and less confused.  Everything is starting to become clear.  Each episode answers something, some question that has been nagging in my head, or some theory that has been tossed around.

I think a lot of people are uncomfortable with where they see the season and the series heading.  Either they complain about this direction or they claim confusion.  That said, I think a great deal of the “confused” are people who do five things at once and are only half-watching the show.  No wonder they’re confused!  They’re not paying attention!  I’m as bad an offender of this as anyone.  I almost can’t watch movies or TV anymore without doing something else at the same time (knitting, surfing the internet, reading a blog post, posting on a message board).  But for “Lost”?  I shut the laptop.  I pick a knitting project that doesn’t require a lot of concentration.  I immerse myself in the show.  And am I confused on Wednesday morning?  Nope!

Last night’s show revealed a LOT.  And if you haven’t seen it for whatever reason yet, you might want to skip the rest of this post.  Because I’m going to reveal key plot points and make some theories.  This is your warning!  Leave now!


You gone yet?


Good, okay, let’s move on.

I knew after last week’s show that this episode highlighting Richard’s past would explain a lot of things.  And it did.  Because, honestly, haven’t so many of us wondered for YEARS now what the deal with Richard is?  How he doesn’t age?  Why he seems to know so much about Jacob and the Island?  Well, if you were paying attention last night, that was all pretty much answered.   Shortly into last night’s episode, I blurted out to Kile, “He came on the Black Rock!”  And it was suddenly so OBVIOUS that he had that I couldn’t believe I hadn’t considered it before.  And that’s what I love about this show.  Usually by the time they answer something, it is so obvious that you’re surprised you didn’t see it sooner.  That’s a good thing, folks.  I don’t want to feel like the writers just pulled something out of their arse.  But that they’ve been crafting it for ages.  They’ve thought it through and the conclusion makes logical sense.  Considering the exchange between Jacob and Smokey at the season finale last year, watching the Black Rock approach, it made SENSE that Richard was on that boat.  And the events surrounding his arrival on the island made SENSE.  All the survivors of the boat wreck are killed by Smokey.  Smokey makes Richard think he saw his dead wife and that Jacob took her.  That they’re in hell.  He pours honey in his ear, as the devil is often fond of doing.  He tries to get Richard to kill Jacob.  Richard does not and it makes sense.  Everything that Jacob tells Richard makes SENSE.  About evil escaping the island, about people on the island helping themselves (something I thought of when Richard was stuck on the boat in his shackles, dying of thirst… God does not interfere with free will… why does God let bad things happen to good people?  Etc and so on.).

I know religion and theology make a lot of people uncomfortable.  And this could be why there are those that are so unhappy with what is happening this season. But I’ve seen this coming.  Kile has seen it coming even longer and he pretty much knows how the rest of the show will play out.  So far he’s been right on all his predictions so I have a tendency to take his word for it.

At its heart, this plot line makes SENSE.  With everything that has happened on the Island so far and everything that is currently happening.  I for one am excited for the 8 remaining episodes.  I can’t wait to see what is revealed next and how this whole thing unfolds.  I want to see how Smokey is killed/neutralized once and for all and I want to see who does it.  I want to see who takes Jacob’s place.  Will it be the obvious choice (Jack) or someone less obvious (Hurley? Sawyer?).

With “Lost”, you just have to let go and enjoy the ride.  Pay attention, know the characters, remember seasons past.  But enjoy it.  It’ll be over before we know it.

Late Nite Headache

I'm With CocoSo unless you are currently located underneath a rock, you’ve heard there’s some hubub with late night television right now.  And despite the fact that I don’t generally watch a whole lot of late night television (you’d think I would since I’m always up late, huh?), I definitely have opinions on the whole thing.  Because, frankly, I’m ticked off.

See, it started years and years ago, when Jay Leno, host of the Tonight Show, announced he would be stepping down in 2009.  Who would take his place?  Before it was officially announced, I automatically though of Conan O’Brian.  I was familiar with him and his late LATE night show and thought he was a funny guy.  It was a natural choice.  So when it was announced it would indeed be Conan O’Brian as the host of the Tonight Show, I was excited for him.  And also excited for the future of Late Night because he’s a different sort of guy.

We watched Jay’s last week and… meh.  I mean, it was okay but I never felt this loss like I did when Johnny Carson left years and years before.  I thought that meant that it was indeed time to change the guard.  His time was done, let’s usher in a new king.  Right?

Well, for whatever reason NBC gave Jay a comedy/variety show that would air at 10pm each night.  Which raised red flags for me at the time.  It really felt like they were moving the Tonight Show up to 10 and Conan’s show to 11:35.  Sure, the names of the shows would be different, but really.  What was the point?  I mean, other than to upstage and sabotage Conan on the Tonight Show?  I was ticked off but no one else seemed to share my sentiment so I figured I was just being over-reactive.

Still, it felt like Jay Leno and NBC were trying to steal some of Conan’s thunder and that wrankled my nerves.

Fast forward to Jay starting his new show (which, SURPRISE SURPRISE was basically his exact Tonight Show format… same stage (if not, then they made the new stage look just like the old one), same shtick, same everything.  And it was still pretty boring.  Tame, yes.  Boring.  YES.  I might have watched the monologue on the first night and that was it.

We did better with Conan’s Tonight Show, watching it in almost it’s entirety (hey, that’s late even for me!) for a week or so.  And despite the fact we don’t watch much late night network television, we would tune in every now and then to watch the monologue or see what was going on.

Then the rumors started floating around that Jay’s show was sucking.  That it was even bringing down the news at 11.  And that Conan’s ratings were suffering too.  This sort of makes sense, if you ask me.  I mean, what did NBC expect?  Jay is “safe” but a little too safe for 10pm.  His show is bland.  People were changing the channel in order to watch actually interesting shows at 10pm and sticking with that station’s newscast at 11.  And they weren’t turning back at 11:35 for Conan.  So it would appear the fault was with Jay, yes?  Cancel Jay and put a decent drama in that time slot and move forward, yes?

NOPE.  Idiots.

What was the surprise is that NBC wanted to change Jay’s timeslot to 11:35.  It would still be “The Jay Leno Show” or whatever they call it.  And then the Tonight Show would move back to 12am.  And Jimmy Fallon’s show would get pushed back even LATER.  It was basically revolving the entire schedule just to keep Jay around.  You know, the same guy who said YEARS before that he was RETIRING?  The Tonight Show would be The Tonight Show in name only.  What NBC wanted to do would ultimately slaughter the institution that many of us (and our parents!) grew up with.  Just because they think Jay is such a swell guy.

And this is where I get REALLY mad.  You take Conan, and give him the job of a LIFETIME.  Something he’s dreamed about and aspired to.  He shakes up his life, moves his family, his co-workers, their families and everything out to the west coast.  They build an awesome sound stage and everyone gets jazzed for it.  He comes out with some really funny stuff!  No, it’s not like Jay.  It SHOULDN’T be like Jay, because it’s Conan.  See the difference there?

And now he’s in a crappy situation.  Take it in the rear for NBC or stand up for what he thinks is right?  I’m so glad he stood up.  He put out a letter saying that basically NBC’s offer of a time-schedule shake up was crap and he wasn’t taking it.  He spoke of how disappointed he was for himself AND for Jimmy Fallon, who would also be screwed by this whole thing.  That he didn’t want to take part in the demise of the Tonight Show.  And good on him!

Now, according to TMZ, NBC has made official what they’ve wanted all along:  Jay will return to the Tonight Show.  Conan is out.  This is beyond crappy.  You can bet your sweet bottom I will NEVER tune into watch Jay Leno.  EVER.  I will watch Letterman if I have to watch anything.  And if Fox were to offer Conan a show?  I’ll be there.  Because you know what?

I’m with Coco.

And… it’s Monday. Again.

We’re back from our last-minute trip to San Jose.  It was actually a rather pleasant trip, despite our reason for going being such a downer.  It was nice to see my BFF and her daughter (who I had not met yet, if you can believe it).   It was a nice visit with my parents, even though the chaos that the kids (and by kids, I mean LIAM) created.  And the kids did have a great time there.  Harry was constantly out back, either swimming in the non-heated pool (brr!) or riding his scooter around and around and around.  Liam slept in a big boy bed, just as he had on our Disney trip and did just fine (though having a hard time being put down at night, but that was mostly because of being in a strange place and wanting to stay up and par-tay).  Evie had a great time cruising around, trying to get in kitchen cabinets and banging her head on various unforgiving surfaces (she has the bruise on her forehead to prove it).

It was nice to come back home too, though.  It usually is, though our fondness was strictly limited to it being our home and our things and our routines and had NOTHING to do with being happy to see Reno.  Which we weren’t.  Our state of disgruntlement is growing.  I can only hope this means our time here is short.   I mean, Reno doesn’t even have an IKEA and that is just not right on so many levels.

But at least we have an In n’ Out.  So it’s not like we’re totally living in the dark ages or anything.

In other news…

Over the weekend I noticed my stomach would start to hurt every time I ate something.  I have no idea why this is, but I’m not happy about it either way.  Lets hope this is something that a) resolves itself quickly and b) doesn’t get worse.  Amen and thank you.

Noggin changed their name to Nick Jr. today and officially freaked me way out.  They can’t just make a change like that!  I need to be consulted!  My mind was officially blown when TWO WHOLE HOURS LATER I finally noticed.   Cough.

My fifteen year high school reunion was on Saturday.  I didn’t go because of a confluence of issues, not at all limited to the fact that I didn’t remember until the last minute and had no information on where it actually was being held and all that.  But that doesn’t mean I can’t look at myself in the mirror in utter disbelief that it has been fifteen whole years.  Where have I been?

Also: Evie is cute.  I just thought I should put that out there.

Okay, Monday is coming to a close so I should probably go ahead and post this before it becomes TUESDAY and my own blog post outdates itself.  Now if you’ll excuse me, I need a beer.

Jon Minus Kate equals Hate

I hate blogging about pop culture things anymore.  There’s so much subjectivity there, not to mention that a bazillion and one other people are already talking about the same thing and my voice is only white noise.   And then there’s the whole thing where the topic is completely STUPID.  But I find myself strangely compelled today because I can hardly think of much else (thanks, modern media, for blitzing me with this crap as soon as I was awake!).  And I’m trying to become a better blogger so it’s time to start writing and stop thinking so damned much.

I watched the “special” show last night.  Because I’m stupid I had this morbid curiosity to see what the heck was going to happen.  Even though we all already knew.   Still, I hoped for a fraction of an instant the “announcement” would be that they were stopping the show, fullstop.

That was apparently WAY TOO MUCH to hope for.

The whole episode made me want to throw up, basically.  I watched it now and then a year or so ago, back when things were “hunky dorey”.  Remember, back when jokes about Kate harping on Jon were lighthearted beause OF COURSE their marriage could take it?  Back when the kids were all still little and far less annoying (I’m looking at you, Maddy).  But I would say I was far from a fan.  Watching “Jon and Kate + 8″ was akin to rubber necking an accident on the interstate.  Yes, even then.  Now?  It’s not an accident.

It’s a freakin’ train wreck.

And yet, has anyone said, “We should turn off the cameras!”?  NOPE.  Oh, it’s too late for that.  They’re rolling in the money and fame and attention now.  They can’t see the forest for the trees anymore.  I’m more convinced of that than ever after watching last night’s show.

These are selfish, selfish people.  Both of them, though Jon apalled me by saying he was EXCITED for this new chapter in his life.  Excited?   To leave his home and his children behind?  He even admitted on camera that he wouldn’t be seeing them every day.  And he’s EXCITED?   I gaped at Kile when this scene aired and asked him if he would be “excited”.  Kile said no, that he couldn’t imagine not seeing his children every day and certainly couldn’t grasp being excited about it.

These two clearly are incapable of dealing with their issues in a mature fashion.  They bicker in front of the children constantly.  The backbiting is horrific.  This is a FAMILY show?

Their insistance that the show is not the cause of their problems made me literally guffaw out loud.  Sure, I can see where their personalities would clash on or off camera regardless, but I don’t believe for an instant that the pressure cooker that is having your life filmed and broadcast to the world at large as well as the media and paparazzi circus that has followed them hasn’t contributed towards this.  And for whatever reason, I think that this whole show has caused them to forgo the reasonable avenue of seeking counseling and go straight to divorce.  They claim to be doing this for the children but I think either way you play it, the kids are the ones losing here.

I feel so sorry for these children.  I’m sorry their parents can’t put aside their pettiness and try to work together.  That their parents won’t turn off the cameras for the betterment of the family.  That these kids will have an extensive record, on film for posterity, of the demise of their family.  And so will everyone who ever interacts with them in the future.  People say blogging is not good for children for the “exploitation” that occurs.  Blogging has NOTHING on a reality tv show.  And I don’t know any blogger worth their salt that wouldn’t shut things down if they thought for an instant that it was harming their children.

My greatest hope is that now the couple is quitsville, that the audience will soon follow.  After all, people have been gawking at these two and their clearly fragile relationship.  Now that the two will not likely be on camera much together or even reference the other all that much, the gawkers will fade into the woodwork.  And with the audience, goes the ratings.  And when the ratings flatline, perhaps TLC will finally have the good sense to pull the plug.

Me, I’d just like to forget that I ever watched it.

Monday Hate List: It’s Summer

Let’s bring back this little feature, shall we?  Because while I’m actually NOT feeling particularly crabby today (I know… I’M SHOCKED TOO), there’s always plenty to hate on a Monday, including Monday itself.  And I didn’t post anything all weekend because I was too busy with the “ahh” and the “*contented sigh*” and that sort of thing.  Weekends rock.

Okay, on with the hate….

  • caffeine headaches.  Yes, I know we all saw this coming with my addiction to Rockstar and all.  Shut up.  No one likes an “I told you so.”
  • the iPhone OS 3.0 update.  Okay, the only thing I hate about this is that it’s not being released for another week or somesuch wrongness.  I WANT IT NOW.  SOUNDS AWESOME.
  • our mailman.  Yes, it continues.  I NEVER know when the mail is going to be delivered anymore.  Is it SO hard to deliver stuff by 5pm EVERY day?  REALLY?  Do I have enough capitals in this post so far?
  • headaches.  Really, how do you get rid of these?  Cuz ordinary pain killers seem to have no effect.  I’ve taken four ibuprofen and nothin’.  Suck.
  • the sun.   I got sort of used to the sun being gone last week with all the storms and everything.  This summer weather is for the birds.  I want my rain back.
  • that it’s five more days till the weekend.  Not right, man.  (Except that I now recall Kile is taking Friday off and his parents are coming to town so WOO HOO short week!)
  • waiting.  It’s for the birds.  I hate waiting.
  • my bruised big toe.  Have you ever had one of these?  I landed on it funny when I fell down the stairs last week and ever since it’s been in PAIN.  Turns out?  You use your big toe quite a bit when walking.  WHO KNEW?
  • “Ned’s Declassified” on Nickelodeon.  This show is like nails on a chalkboard.  So is “The Naked Brothers Band”.  And come to think of it, I don’t care for “The Penquins of Madagascar” either.
  • on the preschool side of things, I hate “Oswald”, “Miss Spider’s Sunny Patch Friends” and “DragonTales”, to name but a few.
  • this stupid headache.  Seriously.  Get a clue, dude.

So that’s the list for this week.  Do you hate it?  You do don’t you?  You can tell me.  Anyhow, it would TOTALLY fit in with the whole overall theme.

Wondering Wednesday

I wonder what’s going to happen on “Lost” tonight.  It’s been so danged good lately that I don’t dare miss a minute of it.

I wonder if Sarah Chalke is actually the “mother” on “How I Met Your Mother”.  I’m thinking: no.

I wonder if the wind is EVER going to just STOP, please for the love of GOD.

I wonder if I should go chase down our garbage can that blew down the street this morning. GAH.

I wonder what I should have for lunch.  Is it weird that I’m actually kinda excited to have a tv dinner to eat?  Probably, huh?

I wonder if I should drink some Rockstar.  I’m guessing that if I don’t want to fall asleep in my tv dinner, I probably should.

I wonder if Evie will keep up her sleeping at night the way she has been.  It has been MARVELOUS.  I recently stopped nursing her in the night (the cut-off being when I go to bed around 11 or 12 and I can start again in the morning anytime after 6am as I’m generally up around then anyhow).  For a while, myself or Kile (usually me) was getting up when she’d wake and rocking her before putting her back in her crib and that worked great.  The last couple of nights, we haven’t even had to do that.  Though I think she’s woken a little and cried for about a minute before falling back to sleep.  Let’s hope this is a trend in the RIGHT direction towards a full night of sleep for everyone!

I wonder why I’m still so tired if I didn’t have to get up in the night last night.  Hmm.  Could be the whole “going to bed around 11 or 12, waking up at 6 or 6:30″ thing, huh?

I wonder why Liam loves PBS’s “Word World” so much.  Is it the letters and words?  He loves himself some letters and numbers these days.

I wonder why I write such goofy blog posts when I know that no one likes this sort of post anyhow.  Could be I’ve got a lot on my mind and I need an easy way to unload it.  Could be I don’t have the coherent thought capacity at the moment to write a decent post.

I wonder if drinking some Rockstar could help with that.

There’s only one way to find out!

Oscar Buzz

What?  It’s too late for Oscar buzz?  Too bad.  That’s what I’ve got for today so you’re just gonna have to deal with it.

I didn’t post yesterday but I figured I had earned a good day off anyhow.  Anyhow, isn’t Sunday the day you rest?  That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.

In our grand old tradition, we watched the Academy Awards last night, from Ryan Seacrest’s red carpet show on E! to Hugh Jackman’s fond adieu at the end of the broadcast (we had to turn off Barbara Walters’ show because, seriously?  Jonas Brothers?  I DON’T THINK SO.).   A good time was had by all.  Sure, there were dull spots.  There always are.  And sure, there was a moment a little more than halfway through the thing where I got supremely sick of “The Curious Case of Benjamin Button” and “Slumdog Millionaire” being called out as the winners.  But on the other hand, I haven’t seen either movie so for all I know, they were very deserving of their honors.  But dang it, why couldn’t “Iron-Man” or “The Dark Knight” won for Visual Effects?? I mean, at least I SAW those!

Still, despite the fact I’d seen probably a grand total of three movies that were nominated (wait, correction, make that four.  I did see “Kung Fu Panda”), I enjoyed the whole thing and as is my nature, I have some observations to share with you all.

  • Robert Pattinson.  *drool*  He was there and he brought his hair.  And his eyes.  And, you know, the rest of him.  *dreamy sigh*
  • Hugh Jackman made a awesome host.  I was convinced of this a mere 10 minutes into the show after watching his truly fabulous opening number.  As Kile said, it rivaled Billy Crystal’s infamous montages.  That’s saying a lot.  He had great energy.
  • The new format with the old actor winners bestowing the new nominees with praise and advice?  LOVE.  That was awesome and I’m sure it meant a lot to the nominees to hear it.  I hope they do that again.
  • Heath Ledger.  I don’t think there was a dry eye in the house when he won Best Supporting Actor.  I know I was a freakin’ mess.  Shoot, even BRAD PITT had tears in his eyes.  By far, the most beautiful, sad and meaningful moment of the entire awards show.
  • That said, the “In Memorium” montage was also very beautiful and sad this year.  Queen Latifah singing “I’ll Be Seeing You” literally gave me goosebumps (still does, in fact). And being reminded of all the wonderful talent we lost this last year pretty much kicked my ass.  Damn you, Bernie Mac!
  • SO glad that Kate got the award, even if I didn’t see the movie.  I’ve been a big fan since “Titanic”.
  • During the Best Actor presentation, whenever they would show Mickey Rourke, I couldn’t help but stare at Robert Pattinson sitting behind him.  Humina.
  • Surprised that Sean Penn won but not too much.  You gotta love the guy, prickly as he is.
  • Aaaaand “Slumdog” wins.  Big surprise.

We had to watch “The Dark Knight” afterward because I was still on a Heath Ledger high.  Better than the Jonas Brothers, that’s for sure.

So did you watch?  What were your thoughts?  And why did I write most of this post this morning and then totally forget to finish and post it?  Am I that lame?  (Don’t answer that.)

The Worst of 2008

It was quite a year.  There were ups and downs.  Today?  I’m going to cover the downs.  Because I’d like to finish on a high note.  I’ll either do the “ups” tomorrow or tonight or whatever.  I’m still on vacation.  Time is relative.

  • The economy.  Ooooooohhhhhhh boy.  Yeah.  It sucks.  It is The Bad.  I don’t like to expect that we’re all going to spiral down into the abyss so… I try to focus on the positive.  But yeah, it doesn’t look good.  The economy definitely took a dump this year.
  • The many depressing celebrity deaths.  There were many.  And they were hard to bear.  Some harder than others.  I mean, no more Heath Ledger!  Bernie Mac!  George Carlin!  This is very sad.  Shoot, even Eartha Kitt died this year.  Who’s next?  (Don’t answer that.  I don’t want to know.)
  • My health.  Oy.  This is pretty much all my fault, I know.  But the fact of the matter is my health, like the economy, took a dump this year.  I’d really like to turn that around in 2009.  I’d like to feel better, physically and mentally.  I’m not sure I could feel a whole lot worse (you know, without something catastrophic happening).
  • Weather.  Yeah, I’m not terribly happy with the weather we’ve had this year.  Maybe this has to do with global warming or something.  Less rain, less snow.  Sure, the summer was fairly mild but mild temperatures aren’t exactly a good thing.  We need moisture, ya’ll.  It’s sorta important.
  • All those stupid earthquakes we had last spring.  What was up with THAT??  Talk about nerve wracking.  Let’s hope we don’t see a repeat of that in 2009, mmkay?
  • The Van Registration Fiasco of 2008.  Cuz that whole thing has sucked rather hardcore, I gotta say.  Another moment from 2008 that I’d rather not see replayed in 2009.
  • All the crap that went wrong with our house this year.  Our back fence, the busted windows… shoot even the balast that went out of our flourescent overhead light in the kitchen.   What the heck, yo?
  • Bad TV.  BAAAAD TV!!  There was a lot of bad television shows this year.  That stupid show “Momma’s Boys” or whatever it’s called takes the cake.  That is the worst of the worst.  And there was a lot of “worst”, believe you me.  Even shows that used to be awesome sucked this year.  Like “Heroes”.
  • Anything related to “High School Musical” or Hannah Montana.  HATE HATE HATE.  I’m so tired of seeing this licensed crap all over the stores and the television and everywhere else.
  • Basically any news story or current event that made my eyes roll back into my head.  There were a lot of them.  Far too many to mention here.  Rest assured, if it was someone victimizing children or being a stupid ass, then it made My List.

There’s my list.  But you know what?  “Worst” lists aren’t any fun to put together.  Nope.  I’m far more looking forward to the “Best” list that I’ve been cooking for the last couple of weeks.  There was an awful lot of awesome in 2008, if you knew where to look.

So what tops your “Worst of 2008″ list?  Lets get it all of our chests now, shall we?

Monday Hate List – Now With Pictures!

I don’t generally condone of the word “hate” because it has such strong connotations, but in this case, I think Monday deserves it.  How dare it force us out of the lull that is the weekend and make us be productive and stuff!  So here’s what I’m hating today:

  1. That we’re about out of groceries here in the house, but yet the budget gave out last week sometime.  Hmm.
  2. Little dogs that desperately try to curl themselves up on my legs in an effort to stay warm and give me leg cramps.
  3. iCarly, the Jonas Brothers, Hannah Montana, the Naked Brothers Band, Drake and Josh and any of those retarded Disney/Nick shows that my son seems to really, really love right now.
  4. Maggie and the Ferocious Beast, Miss Spider’s Sunny Patch Friends and pretty much the entire Noggin morning lineup these days.
  5. I pretty much hate money in general right now, but mostly the lack of it.
  6. That my parents’ gift STILL hasn’t been mailed off and now I’m worried that it’ll even get there before Christmas and that gives me STRESS.  STRESS STRESS STRESS!
  7. Not that I have a van to drive it to the post office anyhow.  (still not registered but whatever)
  8. Which means I need to rely on Kile to do it.
  9. Which means I’m not holding my breath.
  10. Stupid, nagging, caffeine-withdrawal headache.  I need a Rockstar.

So now that I got that out of the way, here are some pictures I cleaned off the camera this morning.

A boy and his cup The rarely-captured feral blue-eyed boy.

Mirthful Eyes The cup is a staple in virtually all photos of this child.

Snowflake Pin A nifty snowflake pin given to me by a good friend for my birthday.  It is officially Evie’s Most Favorite Thing EVER.

Blob Bag My first knitting project, my “practice blob” that I decided to turn into a bag this weekend.  GO ME.

Brr Does this look cold?  Cuz it is.

Wee Snowy Tree Little tree.  Snow.  Nuff said.

First Snowy Day Sure looks like a Monday morning to me, how about you?  I’m SO glad Harry takes the school bus now.

White Van in White Kile’s van (aka: our only legal mode of transportation these days).  And snow.  Have fun driving to work, Kile!